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Season of Giving

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"I hope you like it."

What she didn't say was: if you don't, please lie. She admired Priss's honesty, but right now ordinary politeness would be a relief. Lina hated the thought of turning the city inside out for an unwanted present. CDs were hard to find in ruined Tokyo, but Priss would hear the music, not the time and trouble it had taken Lina to find it.

It was all worth it, just for the look on Priss's face - embarrassed surprise that turned into a genuine smile. Lina melted inside, just a little.

"It's just what I always wanted."